It was instantly clear that Aguilar didn't agree with the answers given by some of her peers. He looked like he wanted to cry, maybe he even was crying? Seeing him have to turn away before he could move on to the next student... hurt. This wasn't fair. None of it was fair. While the answer she had given may have been mild in regards to some others... she still felt like she was betraying her friends and the professor. They all knew that she didn't mean any of it, right?

Lia quickly wiped her face on the sleeve of her shirt, sniffling quietly. It was hard not to want to cry right now. Trying to focus enough of her attention on the demonstration wasn't at all easy either. None of that at all compared with having to get to her feet now and get on her borrowed school broom and fly. How was she meant to enjoy herself, while Professor Aguilar and most of her fellow peers were going to be sweeping the ground with splintery old brooms?

Could she just remain right here on the ground and not fly? Probably not. Chances were it would be seen as purely disobedient. Which was a no go. The last thing she wanted was to get not only herself but the professor in trouble as well.

With a deep sad sigh, the little firstie rose to her feet, gripping the broom in hand way too tightly. Best to get this over with quickly. Trying not to look at anyone at all, she swung her leg over her broom, adjusted the grip of her hands and kicked off the ground hard. All she had to do was keep her focus on the broom, work on that new maneuver they had been shown and not fall.